The war between the Ten Thousand Sword Alliance and Fire Cloud Hall was still raging.
The ground was riddled with pits and strewn with the ruins of buildings. Broken flying swords jutted from the scorched earth, while shattered corpses lay scattered across the wilderness.
Underground, the casualties were just as horrific.
The twelve Heavenly Swords burrowed into the earth and mountain caves, slaughtering the cultivators hiding inside.
Many Fire Cloud Hall cultivators died beneath the Heavenly Swords without even managing to scream, their bodies shredded into meat paste by Sword Qi.
Boom!
On the surface, a Grand Elder of Fire Cloud Hall fled from underground in terror and disarray, roaring repeatedly, "Su Jie, you bastard!"
As he roared, scorching flames erupted from both his hands. Wielding a pair of Mid-grade Magic Treasures shaped like tridents, he transformed them into two flaming flood dragons that pounced toward his rear.
Su Jie calmly emerged onto the surface, a tranquil smile on his face. "Treasure the time you have left."
Faced with the incoming flaming flood dragons, the Seven Luminaries Star Lord Ring hovering above Su Jie's head floated upward. Brilliant crimson-gold spiritual radiance burst forth in waves, like the corona of the sun.
The two flaming flood dragons constantly melted, reverting to their original treasure forms before being blasted away by the Seven Luminaries Star Lord Ring.
A mere Mid-grade Magic Treasure was completely inadequate before the Seven Luminaries Star Lord Ring.
"The Seven Luminaries Star Lord Ring... Could it be that Elder Zhang..."
When the Grand Elder of Fire Cloud Hall saw the Seven Luminaries Star Lord Ring, his eyes widened. He seemed to have realized something.
But realizing it now was already too late. He could not change the established outcome, just as he could not change his own fate.